damaged goods.

you tell story stories champion tales all the while m o t o r i n g o n cocooned in your shelter of illogical thoughts and aspirations. don't taunt me with your choplogic.
Posted by ms.jacksonifyrnasty on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

antibiotics poor leigh soul.

it f e e lslike south carolina. my glands are schwollen. the air is h e a v y and inside i'm hOllow. i pay homage to the poor sullen thrown and p i s s o u t of my a s s i don't feel so goowad...
Posted by ms.jacksonifyrnasty on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

thea hillman [depending on the light].

SAMPLE: christmas sucks... " christmas was the worst fuck i ever had. she always came too soon. usually though, she'd make me wait for months, make me count the days, offer me l...
Posted by ms.jacksonifyrnasty on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

machine.

i got a machine. anditookovertheworld. in one weekend. i took over the world. with my machine. i did it because i was looking for a project. and it was either takeovertheworld... or learn french... so...
Posted by ms.jacksonifyrnasty on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

get up on it.

if you wanna know. ewe shuld gew. www.bossanova.com/molkner . art. photographs. reviews. rants. raves. prostitutes. slaves.
Posted by ms.jacksonifyrnasty on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST